ELLE's POV
“What?” I blurted out in shock. Everything was taking a really sharp turn and I couldn't help but wonder if I was dreaming. “I know this is a lot and I'm sorry for adding that last part in but I can't hold it in anymore, Elle. I'm in love with you and I want nothing more than to have you for the rest of my life. You can take as long as you want to process everything, I'll be right here waiting for you no matter how long” He assured with a genuine smile. How was this happening? I was expecting everything else but this… a marriage proposal?! To think that I got divorced yesterday to be asked for marriage today. How ironic! “Last night…” I was beginning to say when he cut me off. “Yes, last night was all my fault. I was so sad about my grandfather's passing that I drank too much and we got intimate. It was not my intention but I don't regret it either, Elle. I had the best night except I was too drunk to remember much about it” he chuckled but dimmed it down when he noticed I was not smiling. “I need to use the restroom, excuse me” I said and made my way out of the office. I went to the restroom, I just needed some time to exhale and think or I might just go crazy. I felt bad that while he was grieving last night, I had plotted to deceive him. Ben… I mean Raymond had never done anything bad to me, his only problem was that I was married and in love with Richard. I was ready to do anything to save my marriage that I didn't think toying with his feelings would hurt him. No, I have to tell him the truth. His intentions were pure and genuine and I knew any girl would be happy to marry him, but if I truly wanted to give him a chance, I can't begin our foundation with lies. I will be honest with him and be ready for whatever reaction I would receive, if he would still have me then… I washed my hands and stepped out of the restroom with the determination to tell him everything and damn the consequences. But I was immediately blocked by Richard who pulled me to a corner with urgency. “Stupid woman! Did you not know the manager was the young CEO? Huh? How could you entangle yourself with him and try to deceive him? I don't want to get fired because of your foolishness or I'm going to make your life hell” he threatened angrily. I looked at his agitated face and chuckled, “You are asking how when you are the one who pushed me to accept his advances? Now it's all my fault right? Pathetic!” I was angry more at myself than anyone else. How did I let myself get pulled into this mess all because of love? I was so desperate that I didn't see what a walking red flag I had married. “How dare you insult me? I see that sleeping with the CEO has made you gutsy. Do you think if you tell him the truth he will forgive you and accept you with open arms? Stop being delusional! I heard the young CEO is a no nonsense man regardless of how calm he looks. You will be lucky if he doesn't get you arrested after kicking you out of his company” He barked bitterly. I hissed, having had enough of his talking, “As long as you will be going down with me then I don't care” I knew he was seething with anger but I eyed him dismissively and made to leave. I just had to be honest with him, even if I will be implicated. That was the difference between me and my ex husband. “Don’t you dare walk away from me, Elle” Richard reached for my hand and roughly pulled me back. In that moment before I could react, footsteps approached us and a familiar face came to view. It was Raymond. “What is going on here?” he asked in a cool but intimidating voice while staring hard at Richard. Richard withdrew his hold on me in an instant and spoke up in a slightly shaky voice, “Oh it's nothing, we were just discussing some personal matter. Nothing serious at all, right Elle?” Raymond's gaze fell on me and it visibly softened or maybe I was imagining it, while I was lost for words he looked like he was searching my eyes for a reaction. I suddenly felt too open to him and I looked away, “Um… yeah, it's nothing” I spoke up too, trying to regain my composure. “I’ll be leaving now, I have some work to turn over” Richard said and tried to take his leave but Raymond stopped him by folding his hands and clearing his throat. Then he turned to me and asked with his face full of concern, “Are you okay, Elle? Did he do anything?” I was taken aback by his concern for me, the switch in countenance when he looks at me and when he looks at Richard was too big to miss. Just how much did he care for me to have such an effect on him? Richard never cared this much before in all our seven years of marriage. “No no, he didn't. I'm completely fine” I dismissed with a fake reassuring smile. I could see Richard's veins look like they were about to pop from gnashing his teeth from silent anger. It admittedly pleased me to see him so worked up about Raymond. Raymond nodded in understanding before turning back to Richard, “I was your manager for a while so I know the accounting department very well. This isn't the office break time so don't loiter around when there are tons of accounts to settle. Am I clear?” he asked, his hard looking face was back. “Y..yes Sir” Richard stammered with a hint of fear in his voice. He was always so fearless with me but seemed he had met his match. Richard left after sparing me one last glance, I thought I could see the disbelief in them that Raymond valued me this much. I don't blame him, I was still trying to get used to it too. “Are you ready to tell me what's really going on now?” Raymond asked me while taking my hands in his. “But I said it was nothing…” I tried to say but he cut me off. “I know it's not, I saw Richard pull your hand roughly. It's fine if you don't want to tell me, I will respect that and let you be. "His voice sounded sad as he turned to leave and I felt confused on what to do. After listening to Richard about the consequences of telling him the truth, a part of me was scared to do it because I didn't want to be arrested and sent to jail. But for how long could I keep the truth hidden? If he found out later, I knew it was going to be worse. I made up my mind after a few seconds of contemplation and stopped him from leaving, “I need to tell you something but not here in the office, I don't…” I was stopped from talking with his finger on my lips. “...Then let's get out of here” he said I was stunned by his decisiveness, “But what about work?” I asked. “I’m the CEO remember?” he smirked and his eyes flashed with a glint of mischievousness.Elle’s POVThe tiles were cold—hard against my knees as I crawled, fast and quiet, just like the nanny taught me. The cabinet under the sink was open just enough, and I squeezed inside, pulling the doors shut behind me.It was dark in there. It smelled like soap, dust, and the lemon cleaner the nanny used yesterday.I pressed my hand to my mouth."Don’t make a sound. He was angry again."Those were the thoughts that ran through my head.I could hear his boots—stomp, stomp, stomp—pacing across the kitchen floor.Suddenly, something crashed and I jumped.It sounded like a chair. Maybe the one I’d been sitting in earlier.He was yelling again. Louder than last time.I covered my ears, but it didn’t help. His voice was too big. It filled the house. It filled my head.I felt like I was shrinking, like the walls were closing in on me.The cabinet door rattled when something slammed nearby. Maybe the table. Maybe his hand. Or maybe the bottle he always had in his hand.Another crash was hear
Elle’s POV"So now you're walking out on me?" Raymond asked as I was heading out the door.I turned to him, confused. "What do you want me to do? Stand here and argue with you?""Isn't it better than walking out on me?" He asked. For some reason, he sounded more sad than angry."I can't bring myself to continue arguing with you, Raymond," I added and turned to walk away again."Oh!" He said, letting out a humorless chuckle. "You prefer to do it with my Aunt then.""Oh my God, Raymond!" I said sharply. Now he had sparked my anger again."You know what! I can't even stay here with you at all!"I headed for my bag, picked it up, and walked out the door. "Where are you going?!" He yelled, but I ignored him.I went down the stairs and towards the door, but he grabbed my hand."You're not going anywhere, Elle, especially this late!""I'll do what I want to do, Raymond, and you're not going to stop me!""Of course, I will. I'm you're husband!"Raymond stepped toward the door while I moved
Elle’s POV I slammed the door harder than I meant to when I got home. My hands trembled as I dropped my bag on the couch. The silence in the house only made the weight in my chest feel heavier. I mean, I hadn’t expected much of a warm hug or tea and cookies from Raymond’s aunt—but I hadn’t expected venom either. The way she spoke to me—like I was a curse. "You’re here to ruin him." That sentence kept replaying in my head. Ruin him? I had done everything but that. I had loved Raymond. I had stood by him and supported him. So what exactly had I done to deserve that kind of hatred? Wait a minute. She also said something about me coming back into his life to destroy him—which was weird. Except I had another lifetime before this or I lost my memory in the past, I had never seen Raymond before the day he walked into the office. So why would she say that? Was she mistaking me for someone else? Or was there something else I didn’t know? Raymond had never said much about his
Elle’s POV I didn’t know why I was so excited. Maybe it was the idea of meeting someone from Raymond’s past. Someone who had watched him grow up. Someone who could tell me stories about who he was before he became Raymond Orlando—the man the world respected and the one I fell in love with. I didn’t even tell him I was going. Part of me wanted it to be a surprise, and part of me… well, part of me didn’t want to be stopped. After Mrs. Hannah confirmed that Raymond’s aunt had once lived in Greystone, I dug through the old mail in his study. She had already done enough, so I didn't want her to go through the stress of going through some old stuff. Raymond's study was a very interesting place to be in. There were lots of books from all around the world arranged alphabetically. It was obvious that he loved reading. Though I had never seen his eyes focused on one before. I searched through the books, looking for his mail. Luckily, I found it. A stack of dusty envelopes had been t
Elle’s POV I held the photo between my fingers the way someone holds something fragile—something that might break if you looked at it too hard. The woman in the picture haunted me, not in a sinister way, but in that silent secret sort of way. The kind that crept under your skin the longer you stared. A car door slammed outside. My head jerked up, heart giving a small start. I listened as footsteps crunched across the gravel. It was definitely Raymond. I tucked the photo beneath a book on the nightstand and stepped out into the hall just as the front door creaked open. He stood there in the doorway. His coat sagged from his shoulders, his tie loosened and his hair tousled by the wind. “Ray,” I said softly, stepping toward him. He looked up, eyes tired, but they softened when they landed on me. He managed a faint smile. “Welcome back,” I murmured, pressing a kiss to his cheek. He kissed my forehead in return and sighed into my hair. “Long day,” he muttered. "I can see that
Elle’s POV I kept staring at the document Jessica handed to me. I couldn't take my eyes off it. It was a proposal from Orion Global, a Tech Company, though not as good as Orlando's Tech team. They wanted to work with us on a project. The proposal had come in yesterday. I had spoken to Raymond about it, but he had told me to do what I thought was best for the company. "Since it's your company too," He had said to me. Still, I wasn't able to make a choice. The offers and benefits were good, but I still didn't know what to do. "Should I send them an apology, telling them that we do not want to go ahead with the collaboration?" Jessica asked, pulling me out of my thoughts. I thought about it for a few seconds before shaking my head slightly. "No. Instead, tell them we would love to meet with some of their representatives and have them pitch the idea in person," I instructed, handing the document to her. Jessica nodded. "Okay, Mrs. Orlando, understand." I let out